It was not so long back,
One stopped to wonder why
It never struck us that, beauty is ephemeral
We all are a construct of the essential 5 elements, that give us life
And yet as we live,
We don’t live to meet the ultimate truth
For the life in us makes the world the way it is,
The ephemeral truth
While this may sound dark
Not befitting an occasion, I write to you on
What really, I’d like to convey is,
There’s nothing more beautiful, than the creation of god
Maybe this is reason sufficient,
to appreciate ourselves
and each other, for who we are
Although one may not be around too long
We cannot deny the indelible impressions
and their glory that carries on
One’s reflection is the best critique
only if we pause to think why
The answer is neither too superficial,
nor so deeply embedded to escape one’s eye
We’ve seen ourselves,
and we’ve seen ourselves through the world’s perception
at the end of the day
what u take to bed is nothing more than, a breath of air
with each day an individual grows
-each moment one shares
with each memory one becomes invincible
carving one’s niche - waddles through the world- a powerful script- a gamut of characters - a dramatic play
One stopped to wonder why
It never struck us that, beauty is ephemeral
We all are a construct of the essential 5 elements, that give us life
And yet as we live,
We don’t live to meet the ultimate truth
For the life in us makes the world the way it is,
The ephemeral truth
While this may sound dark
Not befitting an occasion, I write to you on
What really, I’d like to convey is,
There’s nothing more beautiful, than the creation of god
Maybe this is reason sufficient,
to appreciate ourselves
and each other, for who we are
Although one may not be around too long
We cannot deny the indelible impressions
and their glory that carries on
One’s reflection is the best critique
only if we pause to think why
The answer is neither too superficial,
nor so deeply embedded to escape one’s eye
We’ve seen ourselves,
and we’ve seen ourselves through the world’s perception
at the end of the day
what u take to bed is nothing more than, a breath of air
with each day an individual grows
-each moment one shares
with each memory one becomes invincible
carving one’s niche - waddles through the world- a powerful script- a gamut of characters - a dramatic play
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